Going wherever the wind blows me and enjoying the ride.
Published April 19th 2012
After much deliberation, I have decided to share a sacred location of mine, which I was first introduced to by my eldest sister. I am talking about a dear little spot known as Baby Black. Unbeknownst to most, other than locals, Baby Black is an eclectic little venue built into an 1866 heritage building, known as Express Cottage. It lies to the west of Melbourne in a town on the outskirts of the suburbs, called Bacchus Marsh.
Fifty minutes from the CBD, it may be a slight hike for some city dwellers who see these outer regions of Melbourne as something akin to the dark lands of Mordor in The Lord of the Rings, but if you are feeling like a day trip out of the city, this may well be the excursion you have been dreaming of.
Having recently been closed for renovations, Baby Blackians waited with breath that was bated, hoping their little solace would not loose its charm somewhere amidst the renovations. However, when it reopened on April 19th, I was happy to report that it remained as charming as ever; counter tops laden with a fresh array of home-baked goods and walls plastered with a diverse range of vintage memorabilia.
As I cosied down into my favourite pre-loved corner couch, I was eager to welcome this cherished café back into the world with open arms and stomach. From my cosy nest, I could see out to the sun-filled courtyard where some patrons casually sipped their coffees in a bright airy garden with surrounding red brick walls.
The vast menu looked down at me from a large chalkboard on the wall. Unable to decide where to start, I sent my husband to scope out the cakes of the day and report back. After a rundown of several mouth-watering delights, we finally settled on a white chocolate raspberry cheesecake, a chocolate raspberry mini cake and two cappuccinos.
We sat enjoying the gentle lighting and warm ambiance, waiting for our fare to arrive. Coffee came first, thick and velvety; a subtle blend without even a hint of bitterness. The desserts arrived next in a flurry of brilliance. Both cakes were draped in double thick cream, which cut through their sweetness as a perfect compliment. The quality of cakes you can expect at Baby Black are reminiscent of 'that cake' you ask you mum to make for birthdays, engagements and pretty much any other occasion you can milk it out of her, and I have yet to be disappointed.
Also on the menu are a variety of focaccias, salads, slices and more, along with an extensive breakfast menu. All made with fresh ingredients, and that little extra something. Probably just love. It's easy to see the welcoming staff adore their beloved workplace and it shows in their friendly service. And it's not just the staff. Anyone who visits Baby Black will be back again for good food, great coffee and an unforgettable vibe.